I decided to work with two of my favorite men from Soul Eater; Giriko and Justin. I'm giving them a serious story, with humor of course cause...well...they're them...

There will be a warning at the beginning of each chapter for what it will be filled with.

This is anime-based, several months after the defeat of the kishin. I swear I tried to keep them as far away from ooc as possible.

Warnings: Violence, gore and Giriko's filthy mouth.

Trees larger than life engulfed the blonde man. Thick, thin, old and young trees surrounded him and the large branches covered the star filled sky above him. The only clue to letting them man know he was still outside was the small drizzle of rain that landed on him and dripped down his pale body. He looked up with closed eyes and several larger drops splash over his face and he felt them slide down his cheeks like freshly cried tears. He tilted his head back down and held on to a skull shaped necklace.

"This place brings back some memories." Justin said. He opened his rich blue eyes and a small smile curled up on his lips. "That man was something else. He would have made a perfect Death Scythe if only he wasn't so insane."

"Who you calling insane father?"

"Speak of the devil." The blonde turned around and found the man he was thinking about sitting on top of a thick three branch.

"I'm about as sane as that shitty shinigami you suck up to like a little lost puppy-dog." The larger man of the two laughed. He shook his head and several drops of water flew from his brown hair, his blade shaped spikes drooping from the weight.

"What do you want Giriko?" Justin asked, getting to the point.

"I told you that the next time I saw you, I was going to kick your ass." Giriko did a flip off the tree and landed on the ground with a loud thud echoing throughout the forest. Justin clenched his fists and sharp guillotine blades shot out from his lower arms.

"Is that so?"

"Get ready to die priest!" Giriko fired up his leg, sharp chain blades spinning violently and flew forward, swinging it towards the younger man. Justin held up on of his arms and deflected the kicked, making Giriko stumble back. Before he fell down, Justin grabbed his chain necklace and pulled him up by it, slamming his fist into the saw's pierced nose. Giriko kicked out and Justin released the man, trying to avoid the saw leg. It ran up his stomach and chest and left a thin cut across him. "Shit!" Giriko cursed after he landed on the ground.

"You're foul mouth still hasn't changed in the past few months has it?" Justin said with a slight chuckle.

"Go to hell!" The saw lifted his legs and flipped up, landing on his feet. The blonde saw that his robe had been sliced open from the previous attack and he slipped off the garment so it wouldn't get in the way.

"After I send you there." Justin said darkly, all humor leaving his large eyes.

"Do you want me to remove my shirt so you don't feel lonely." Giriko chuckled at the younger man's action and pulled out his sharp chains. Justin didn't respond and leaped at the tan man. The saw dodged one blade but the other cut deeply into his upper arm, a hiss escaped his lips and a harsh curse followed as well. Giriko jumped back and held on to the gash on his arm. "Bastard." He removed his hand and saw it covered in his blood. "What a shame...guess I'll be bloody as well when I kill you." The brunette swung his chain, getting them wrapped around one of Justin's legs.

"No!" The younger man cried as he was yanked down to the ground. He screamed out when the chains revved up and tore up his pants and removed a thick layer of flesh. Justin sat up and grabbed the chain that connected him to the saw. Giriko laughed at Justin's attempt to stop the chain from moving with his bare hands. The blonde's palms were becoming bloody pulps as the sharp blades ran through them. Knowing he couldn't stop them he instead pulled the chain and made Giriko fly over and land on top of him, the blades no longer moving. Justin kneed the larger man in the stomach and all the air left the saw's lungs. Giriko tried to get off but Justin had a good grip in his chain and he couldn't get up. He took another knee to the stomach and a punch across the face.

"Let go asshole!" Giriko cursed and clamped his pointed teeth down on the pale man's neck. Justin yelled in pain and released the man and slapped a hand over several bleeding holes on his neck. He flung his other arm and slashed Giriko's neck before the man could get off of him. The cut wasn't deep enough to instantly kill the man it was enough to make him weaker.

Justin watched the man on him curse loudly and several drops of his blood landed on his face. He stared at his other hand resting numbly on the ground, the blood leaking out at a low rate. Justin didn't even know if his leg was still in tact. His heart beat went slower and slower as his body started giving up on him. The world around him almost slowing down to nothing and consciousness left him several seconds later.

Giriko shook vigorously as he pushed himself up, he stumbled like he did after a long night of drinking. He flashed his head over to the side when he heard a laugh.

"Who's there!?" He demanded, his voice cracked and sounded a lot fiercer in his head. Giriko breathed heavily and felt blood drenching his cloths from the gash on his arm and the slit on his neck.

"I think you two have had enough." The voice said. The saw blinked at a figure that walked into the area, his vision becoming blurry.

"Who are you...damn...it." Giriko fell down to his knees, no longer having feeling in them.

"You'll learn later." Giriko eyes crossed and uncrossed several times as he tried to stay awake, unable to get a clear view on the stranger. He opened his mouth to say something, nothing came out and he went face first into the dirt below him.

That was a lovely chapter wasn't it? The most serious thing I have ever written on here.

Hopefully I can update this story faster than my other ones.

RER!

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